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Chapter 636 Confused Nathanos

In Quel'Thalas, a country with a slow pace of life, it is rare to find someone as vigorous and resolute as Sharlayan.

Lady Drehart originally planned to follow the normal routine and pay a small price to settle the matter, but who knew that Sarlayan, without any moral ethics, directly showed off her power.

Long Wei's intimidation frightened the old lady so much that she, who was old and frail, even recalled the scene when her father taught her harshly.

The Troll War ended 2,800 years ago. To this day, those who personally participated in the Troll War have

Only the long-lived Anasteria still lives.

The title of the Drehart family was spelled out by the old lady's father.

Unlike Lady Drehart, who has never experienced a war, the previous generation of her generation can be considered to be full of martial virtues.

As the saying goes, heroes emerge from troubled times.

Only when people are forced into a corner will they fight tooth and nail.

Quel'Thalas, which has been at peace for nearly 3,000 years, has long lost the spirit of fighting as a nation during the Troll War, and the fighting will of its nobles and military officers has become worse with each passing generation.

Although she has never been on the battlefield personally, Lady Drehart is also a person who has seen the world. She vaguely saw the charm of the golden generation of Quel'Thalas in Sharlayan.

After staying there for a while, the old lady came back to her senses with a wry smile.

"Hey~ I'm old,

We can’t keep up with the times.”

The elderly Lady Derehart bowed her head to Sarlayan with a trembling cane and apologized: "Earl of Deep Shadow, please forgive me for my stupidity.

I assure you on behalf of the Drehart family that the Drehart family will never participate in similar things again."

Sarlayan was a little puzzled by Lady Drehart's change of attitude, but he did not continue to delve deeper and nodded calmly.

"You'd better keep your word."

Watching Sarlayan lead the travelers away at a rapid pace, Lady Drehart raised her head and stared blankly at the blue sky and white clouds above the Eversong Forest with her cloudy eyes.

"Times make heroes, and Quel'Thalas is about to change again."



It has been more than 2,000 years since noble families were granted nobility due to their military merits. Although the corruption of the years has produced a lot of waste, there are still smart people in each major family who can see the situation clearly.

This time the test ended in failure due to Sarlayan's tough counterattack, and the nobles once again witnessed the strong attitude of Earl of Shadow Shadow.

The warning has been given, and Sarlayan will not forgive those who dare to provoke again and again.

Just like what he said, don't say it's unforeseen.

If there are still people who want to stroke the tiger's beard in the future, Sarlayan will never save any face for them.

There are still many things to be busy with, and Sharlayan does not plan to stay in the port of Zul'Aman for too long.

With the retreat of Lordaeron's East Sea Fleet, the workers at the port boosted their morale and restarted work under the urging of the new steward LeBlanc who had just been reinstated.

Before leaving, Sharlayan asked Lyras, Lor'themar and others for their opinions with a frown on his face.

I plan to change the name of the port of Zul'Aman to something more in line with the style of the high elves.

Sarlayan had long despaired of his ability to name names. Lylas and Lor'themar were not literary men, and they scratched their heads for a long time without thinking of a suitable name.

The barrage did provide a lot of alternatives, but most of the subtitles that filled the screen were joking and random, and instead overshadowed those names that deserved careful consideration.

"Um...can I suggest a name?"

Nathanos, who had been following the team in a low-key manner, suddenly raised his hand to speak. Sarlayan smiled at him encouragingly: "Of course, I am asking for everyone's opinions and speaking freely."

The experiences in the Ranger Force in recent years have made Nathanos develop the habit of being cautious, and Sharlayan always felt that he was a little unconfident among a group of high elves.

Nathanos scratched his head and whispered: "How about calling me Salmara?"

"Salmar Leian said thoughtfully twice: "The light of the seaside in Salas? It sounds good."

Since there was no other suitable name, Sharlayan accepted Nathanos' suggestion and asked Lor'themar to report the name of Salmara Port to Silverymoon City.

The Sun King and the cabinet have many things to do all day long, so they should not object to this small matter. The name of this border port has basically been decided.

On the way back, Sarlayan gave his advice to Nathanos, who had resumed his low profile.

"Nathanos, you seem to be having a hard time in the Ranger Force. Do you want to transfer to my territory to work?"

"ah?"

Nathanos didn't expect that Sarlayan would suddenly send out an invitation. He was stunned for a while and then asked in confusion: "Working in a different place...is there any difference?"

"Of course."

Sarlayan smiled and explained: "You should have heard that Unicorn Town is the territory closest to the border.

There are a large number of foreigners coming and going all year round.”

"Compared with the relatively closed villages and towns deep in the forest, there are basically no people in Unicorn Town who will discriminate against foreigners who have been generating income for themselves for a long time."

Nathanos' eyes moved slightly and he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he couldn't.

Saryan could guess his concerns: "Don't worry, I won't forcefully poach people."

"I will first seek the consent of your mentor Sylvanas on this matter. She will not refuse. When the time comes...it will depend on your own thoughts."



Nathanos was born on a farm on the outskirts of Darrow County.

The Maris family is not a noble, but they are rich farmers who own a manor, and they have a lot of their own land for cultivation.

If he followed the normal trajectory of his life, Nathanos would have inherited the farm from his parents and lived a life without any worries about food and clothing.

But Nathanos has been unsatisfied with the status quo since he was a child. Instead of cultivating the fields, he prefers to hunt deep in the forest.

After gaining the support of his parents, Nathanos, who was determined to further his pursuit of hunting, bid farewell to his family and resolutely headed north to Quel'Thalas to study under his master.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Although he suffered a lot while studying abroad in Yonge Forest, Nathanos finally achieved his academic goals and developed a skill that is not inferior to any other.

The virtuosity of the high elf ranger.

Under the pressure from his surroundings, Nathanos gritted his teeth and practiced hard, reaching a level 42 ranger level before he was even 30 years old, with a promising future.

Unfortunately, his efforts failed to win the respect of most of his fellow high elves.

Even with Sylvanas' repeated orders, the ranger army's rejection of Nathanos, an "other", has not stopped. They just dare not blatantly bully Nathanos in front of Sylvanas.

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After ten years of hard work under pressure, Nathanos felt like he was still treading water.

To be able to persist for a full ten years in such a terrible environment is truly commendable.

It was precisely because of the cold looks and ridicule of his colleagues that Nathanos, who was holding a fire in his heart, worked hard and made rapid progress at an eye-popping speed.

Ten years have passed, and Nathanos, who is approaching his thirties, is able to consider the problem more rationally.

According to the original historical timeline provided by the barrage, he should have bid farewell to Sylvanas in the past two years, returned to his family farm to live in seclusion, and did not appear to the world again until the outbreak of natural disasters and plagues.

It's a pity that Nathanos, who struggled to protect his family from natural disasters, was ultimately unable to do so.

After being resurrected as an undead by a necromancer of the Scourge, he had a creepy new name - the Blightcaller.

Sarlayan didn't want to let such a talented human ranger go in vain.

Lordaeron's official appointment and removal system is very similar to today's Quel'Thalas. Without the recommendation of the nobles, it is impossible to be reused in the army.

Rather than returning Nathanos to his hometown to farm, it is better to let him stay in Unicorn Town to shine, and he can also use his human identity to avoid the surveillance of Lordaeron's intelligence department, and interact with Baron Rivendell of Stratholme.

Communicate what is needed.

Judging from the current situation, Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas will sooner or later vent their anger on each other through war.

The Stratholme region directly borders Eversong Forest, and the Lordaeron army can only march from East Wilder to Eversong Forest.

Stratholme has very close trade relations with Quel'Thalas. Out of his own interests, Baron Rivendell has always been very dissatisfied with Terenas's strategy of putting extreme pressure on Quel'Thalas.

"Be prepared for a rainy day so that you can stay calm in times of crisis."

Sarlayan's words were not spoken in Thalassian, nor in human common language. Nathanos was confused.

"What does it mean?"

Sarlayan, who came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, I just suddenly felt something, don't worry about it."

'Menethil...heh~ let's see how far you can go.'


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